This is a song about "No excuses"

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

No conscience, no need for resilience

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

She gon get the mils for this

So save your excuses

I'll beat your ass into a fetal stance

No monopoly type flow, no chance

And today we're still in chains

No hesitations no waits

No, no, we are not those

Tryna stay clear of my foes

Life's based upon what i'mma do today

You profusely make excuses to think away

So we can live again

No set trip, no color claim